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++PRETTY DEADLY
Perfume oil blends, $26.00 per 5ml bottle.
Presented in an amber apothecary glass vial.
Because of the nature of this project, imps are unavailable.

PRETTY DEADLY is a mythic western, a tale of retribution and redemption, that begins at the gallows and ends in Death’s domain. It is a story told by a dead rabbit to a butterfly, that you are invited to quietly overhear.

KELLY SUE DECONNICK (Avengers Assemble, Captain Marvel) & EMMA RÍOS (Dr. Strange, Osborn) reunite to bring you an all-new ongoing series that marries the magical realism of Sandman with the western brutality of Preacher. Death’s daughter rides the wind on a horse made of smoke and her face bears the skull marks of her father. Her tale of retribution is as beautifully lush as it is unflinchingly savage.

1 review for Beauty, The Aggrieved

4 out of 5

Jodi (verified owner) – Jun 6th 2014:

My impressions of Beauty: Main note is a bright, rose with the slight lemony quality of white roses. Main middle note is the tobacco which is a dried and “dry” type tobacco. Not smoky, chewy, or sticky at all. More like the smell of an unsmoked cigar. Tobacco (especially cigar) can be overwhelming to me FAST, but this stays subtle and adds a complex sort of bitter hay-like note. Bottom is VERY resinous with the Frankincense and Myrrh as star players. I don’t detect the vanilla until toward the very end of dry down, but it probably helps round out and soften some of the sharper notes. Oakmoss is also extremely subtle. If I didn’t know Oakmoss was in here, I probably wouldn’t even notice it. In this case, it deepens the blend just a bit and adds what I’d call “a bit of fresh air”. I can’t find the patchouli in here, unless its part of what makes the rose a bit tart. Sandalwood is the same. I think its part of that resinous bottom, but it doesn’t stand out like the Frank & Myrrh. As it dries, the rose fades and the resins take over. Oakmoss and sandalwood make a stronger showing, but still subtle. I would call this a “grown-up” floral. Probably a little too seductive for a corporate office type job, but I could see this as a good blend for a sales type job or for dates within an established relationship. Its sexy, but not really flirty or playful. All in all quite beautiful, but serious.

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The yellowed country records containing her testimony and that of her accusers were so damnably suggestive of things beyond human experience – and the descriptions of the darting little furry object which served as her familiar were so painfully realistic despite their incredible details.

That object – no larger than a good-sized rat and quaintly called by the townspeople “Brown Jenkin – seemed to have been the fruit of a remarkable case of sympathetic herd-delusion, for in 1692 no less than eleven persons had testified to glimpsing it. There were recent rumours, too, with a baffling and disconcerting amount of agreement. Witnesses said it had long hair and the shape of a rat, but that its sharp-toothed, bearded face was evilly human while its paws were like tiny human hands. It took messages betwixt old Keziah and the devil, and was nursed on the witch's blood, which it sucked like a vampire. Its voice was a kind of loathsome titter, and it could speak all languages. Of all the bizarre monstrosities in Gilman's dreams, nothing filled him with greater panic and nausea than this blasphemous and diminutive hybrid, whose image flitted across his vision in a form a thousandfold more hateful than anything his waking mind had deduced from the ancient records and the modern whispers.

A small, furry, sharp-toothed scent that will nuzzle you curiously in the black hours before dawn: dusty white sandalwood and orris root, dry coconut husk, creeping musk, and the residue of ceremonial incense.

If I say that my somewhat extravagant imagination yielded simultaneous pictures of an octopus, a dragon, and a human caricature, I shall not be unfaithful to the spirit of the thing. A pulpy, tentacled head surmounted a grotesque and scaly body with rudimentary wings… It represented a monster of vaguely anthropoid outline, but with an octopus-like head whose face was a mass of feelers, a scaly, rubbery-looking body, prodigious claws on hind and fore feet, and long, narrow wings behind. This thing, which seemed instinct with a fearsome and unnatural malignancy, was of a somewhat bloated corpulence…

Good Gods, what a night that was,
The bed was so soft, and how we clung,
Burning together, lying this way and that,
Our uncontrollable passions
Flowing through our mouths.
If I could only die that way,
I'd say goodbye to the business of living.

We sang till almost night, and drank my good store of wine; and then they parted and I to my chamber, where I did read through L’Ecole des Filles; a lewd book, but what doth me no wrong to read for imagination’s sake, and after I had done it, I burned it, that it might not be among my books to my shame.

Published around 1655, this is considered to be the origin of modern pornography in France. It is a discourse between two young ladies, the elder instructing the younger in the ways of passion.